at twenty paces, or spears at the
same distance," laughed Tarzan. "Make it pistols, Paul."
"He will kill you, Jean."
"I have no doubt of it," replied Tarzan. "I must die some day."
"We had better make it swords," said D'Arnot. "He will be satisfied
with wounding you, and there is less danger of a mortal wound."
"Pistols," said Tarzan, with finality.
D'Arnot tried to argue him out of it, but without avail, so pistols it
D'Arnot returned from his conference with Monsieur Flaubert shortly
"It is all arranged," he said. "Everything is satisfactory. Tomorrow
morning at daylight--there is a secluded spot on the road not far from
Etamps. For some personal reason Monsieur Flaubert preferred it. I
did not demur."
"Good!" was Tarzan's only comment. He did not refer to the matter
again even indirectly. That night he wrote several letters before he
retired. After sealing and addressing them he placed them all in an
envelope addressed to D'Arnot. As he undressed D'Arnot heard him
humming a music-hall ditty.
The Frenchman swore under his breath. He was very unhappy, for he was
positive that when the sun rose the next morning it would look down
upon a dead Tarzan. It grated upon him to see Tarzan so unconcerned.
"This is a most uncivilized hour for people to kill each other,"
remarked the ape-man when he had been routed out of a comfortable bed
in the blackness of the early morning hours. He had slept well, and so
it seemed that his head scarcely touched the pillow ere his man
deferentially aroused him. His remark was addressed to D'Arnot, who
stood fully dressed in the doorway of Tarzan's bedroom.
D'Arnot had scarcely slept at all during the night. He was nervous,
and therefore inclined to be irritable.
"I presume you slept like a baby all night," he said.
Tarzan laughed. "From your tone, Paul, I infer that you rather harbor
the fact against me. I could not help it, really."
"No, Jean; it is not that," replied D'Arnot, himself smiling. "But you
take the entire matter with such infernal indifference--it is
exasperating. One would think that you were going out to shoot at a
target, rather than to face one of the best shots in France."
Tarzan shrugged his shoulders. "I am going out to expiate a great
wrong, Paul. A very necessary feature of the expiation is the
marksmanship of my opponent. Wherefore, then, should I be
dissatisfied? Have you not yourself told
Tarzan wondered in a lazy sort of way whom she might be, and what relations one so lovely could.Page 33
For a time she had been frightened by what Nikolas had insinuated.Page 62
There was a mad clatter of galloping hoofs, a volley of shots from both sides, and the Arabs withdrew to repeat the maneuver; but there were now only four against the two.Page 71
It is what I came for.Page 85
" "Doubtless," said Tarzan, with a grim smile.Page 107
Nor did the croakers have long to wait.Page 115
Every sense was on the alert as with crafty stealth he moved quickly through the trees, up-wind, in the direction of his prey.Page 127
A few reached the barred gates,.Page 130
When dawn came Tarzan explained his plan of battle to the warriors, and without demur one and all agreed that it was the safest and surest way in which to rid themselves of their unwelcome visitors and be revenged for the murder of their fellows.Page 132
"Very well," he said.Page 137
And so they marched out of the village of the Waziri, and on the shoulders of their slaves was the ivory ransom of a score of kings.Page 147
" "You will do as the majority decide, or you will be 'the first' without the formality of drawing lots," said Monsieur Thuran threateningly.Page 156
Within all was black as the tomb.Page 158
Then, as the men stopped their dance, and approached, she motioned to him to rise.Page 160
At her signal the priests rushed upon the ape-man, and, lifting him bodily, laid him upon his back across the altar, his head hanging over one edge, his legs over the opposite.Page 164
Then they sent out a great galley to learn why no one came from the mother country, but though they sailed about for many months, they were unable to find any trace of the mighty land that had for countless ages borne their ancient civilization--it had sunk into the sea.Page 173
The girl looked at him in horror.Page 177
As he pushed the massive obstacle aside, its great hinges shrieked out in weird protest against this unaccustomed disturbance.Page 197
mighty bars upon the other side were proof even against such muscles as his.Page 209
And it was at Tarzan's request that three volleys were fired over the last resting place of "a brave man, who met his death bravely.